Drifter Ch.1

Kali woke to the sound of movement from downstairs. Rolling over she checked the time, squinting her eyes at the bright screen of her phone. 3:24.Frowning, she pushed herself into a sitting position and listened again. The house should be empty apart from her. Her parents had left earlier that day and wouldn?t be home until Sunday. The noise came again, and she swung her legs over the side of the bed, padding to her door she opened it and called out.?Misha?? The sound came again, a soft thud and she rolled her eyes. ?Stupid cat.?Rubbing the sleep from her eyes, she made her way down the stairs. Turning on the hallway light she checked the locking system on the panel beside the front door. It was armed. She made her way through to the kitchen. The light was on and she frowned, she could have sworn she had turned it off before going to bed. A soft breeze lifted her hair, and she saw one of the windows was open, she climbed onto the counter to pull it down and locked it.Before she went back upstairs she poked her head into the lounge and saw the fat, black cat sleeping peacefully on the sofa. Rolling her eyes, she climbed the stairs and slid back under the covers. The house was once again quiet and she closed her eyes.A hand clamped down over her mouth and a weight pressed on her hips. Her eyes flew open and she looked into the face of a young man, he pressed his finger against his lips with a smile.?Shh, it?s OK eef.? He carefully stroked a lock of her hair back from her face. It was so blonde it was almost white and the moonlight coming through her window made it shine. ?I?m not going to hurt you. Is there anyone else here??She shook her head. Her eyes were wide and he took a moment to study them. The left was electric blue, the right eye a bottle green with flecks of bright yellow. He smiled and shifted, he straddled her hips and his weight held her still against the bed.?Now I'm going to take my hand away OK, but if you make a noise,? he left the threat unfinished.Her eyes instantly filled with tears and he tutted.?Come on, no tears. If you promise to stay quiet, I promise I won't do a thing. Can you do that??He saw her swallow but she nodded and he smiled at her again. ?Good girl.?He moved his hand from her mouth but she didn?t make a sound. He stayed straddling her and his eyes roamed over her body. She couldn?t see much of his face in the dark room but she could see his lips curve into a smile as he looked at her.?In about five minutes there is going to be a knock on your door. It will be the police. They will ask if you have heard anything or seen a man in his early twenties. What will you tell them??His accent was strange; she couldn?t place it but it had a lyrical tone to it. He snapped his fingers in front of her face.?Hey eef, I'm gonna need an answer.? He touched her cheek gently. ?What are you going to tell them???That I haven't seen anyone.? His smile widened as he heard the accent in her words. ?I haven't heard anything. I've been sleeping.??An English girl?? He ran his hand over his chin. ?Interesting. Now practice your answer again.??I haven't seen anyone. I haven't heard anything. I've been sleeping.??Very good.? He stood and moved to the window, peering through the curtains he watched the street below. Before long a blue light lit up the room and she heard the sounds of car doors opening. The stranger turned back to her.?Better make this convincing eef.?The doorbell rang and she slowly stood from the bed. As she made her way down the stairs she thought about her options. She could ask the police for help, but how could she let them know without tipping off the stranger?Tousling her hair, she squinted her eyes, disarmed the alarm and opened the door. Two uniformed cops stood at her door and she forced her face into a frown.?Hello?? Her voice was husky anyway but she played on it to make herself sound more tired.?Sorry to disturb you, Miss," the first officer spoke. ?Are your parents home???No, out of town for a couple days.??OK, you mind if we ask you a few questions???What time is it?? She rubbed her eyes.?A little after half three.? The second answered, checking his watch. ?We are sorry to wake you but there has been an incident a little way from here. One of the suspects was seen coming this way, have you heard anything??Kali shook her head. ?No, I haven't heard anything. Sorry, what happened?? She made herself sound confused.?A little altercation, nothing too bad but we have to follow it up you know?? the first man spoke again, smiling politely at her. ?You got an alarm here??She nodded and patted the box beside the door. ?Yes, sir.??And all the doors and windows are locked?? He stepped back to look up at the front of the house.?Yeah, all locked.??OK.? The second scribbled down a number in his pad, tore off the sheet of paper and handed it to her. ?If you hear anything or see a man in his early twenties, dark hair, a little over six foot, tattoos, we need you to call us OK??She took the paper and nodded, ?Will do.?They turned and left and she closed the door after them, without thinking she reset the alarm before remembering the man in her room. Spinning round she looked up the stairs, only the first two were visible from the front door but she waited until she heard the car pull away before shouting up the stairs.?They're gone.?There was no answer and she placed her foot on the bottom stair. Before she could start climbing she heard a noise from the kitchen and made her way through. The room was empty and she frowned.?Very good kid.? His voice made her jump and she spun round to look up at him. ?Quite the little actress aren?t you???I did what you asked.? She backed up but he followed, closing the space between them with each step. ?They?re gone; you can go now.?Her back hit against the fridge and he moved in front of her. He stared down with a smile curving one corner of his mouth and she looked into his eyes.?Oh.? A soft noise of surprise came from her throat. ?Your eyes are like mine.? His eyes, like her own, were two different colours. One electric blue, the other bottle green. The only difference was they were switched.He smiled and stroked his thumb over her cheek, he felt her shiver and gently moved her out of the way. He opened the fridge and bent to look inside.?Where?s your beer eef???You can't stay here.? She folded her arms across her chest. ?And stop calling me eef.??What should I call you instead?? He straightened, he was holding şişli escort two beers and twisted the tops off.?My name is Kali.?He looked surprised for a second. ?Unusual name.? He handed her a beer and she took it without thinking. ?Pretty though, it suits you.?He brushed passed her and moved through to the living room. She stayed where she was for a moment, shocked at his brashness before scurrying after him.?Hey, you have to leave.?He shrugged out of his leather jacket and threw it on the sofa before collapsing down. Lifting his feet onto the coffee table he looked across at Misha, still sleeping peacefully.?Cute pussy.? He saw her blush and laughed. ?Sorry, bit crass for you eef???Don?t call me that.? She tried to calm her burning cheeks.He rolled his eyes. ?Look I've had a long night. All I want is to sit and have a beer with a pretty girl.? He patted the sofa beside him. ?Come on, one beer and I promise I?ll go.?She still looked suspicious of him but perched on the sofa. He tutted and grabbed hold of her pyjama bottoms pulling her back towards him. He caught a glimpse of a mark on her back but she leant back before he could see it properly.?Come on, at least pretend like you want to be here with me.?She pulled her knees to her chest and watched as he took a deep pull on his beer, taking a moment to study his face. His hair was dark, curling messily around his head and down to his shoulders, his chin was covered in dark stubble but she could see a scar on his cheek and another that cut through his eyebrow. He had three earrings in each ear and three black, leather necklaces hung around his throat. There was a ring on almost every finger on both hands and they tapped against the bottle as he moved. When he spoke she saw a flash of silver and knew he had his tongue pierced.His jeans were ripped and dirty, his plaid shirt undone showing an equally filthy white t-shirt underneath and he wore heavy black boots. She could see tattoos on his arms and creeping up onto his neck. She looked back into his face and caught his eyes.?Like what you see Princess??She blushed again and turned away. Her long hair fell over her shoulder and hid her face from him; he leant back, closing his eyes and relaxed back into the sofa.?What did you do??Her question surprised him and but he didn?t open his eyes. ?What do you mean???Those policemen were looking for you weren?t they?? He nodded. ?Must have had a reason. What did you do???Nothing special. He said something, I said something, he threw a punch, I threw a punch.? The man shrugged and drank from his bottle again. ?Shit like this happens a lot. It?s just my luck that the cops always choose to follow me.? ?How did you get in here??He jerked his head towards the kitchen. ?You left the window open.? He sat up and started rooting through his jacket. ?I should be saying thank you, every other house is locked up pretty fucking tight.?He pulled a pack of cigarettes out of his jacket and rested one between his lips. He offered the pack to her but she shook her head.?You can't smoke in here.?He ignored her and lit the cigarette before blowing the smoke in a perfect circle towards her.?You?re a jerk.? She went to stand but he caught hold of her, keeping her still.?You?re right, I am, but I'm actually enjoying your company.? His thumb brushed over her wrist. ?Stay a little longer??He flashed her a smile and she felt her stomach lurch. Sighing she settled herself back against the pillows.?How come I've never seen you round here before???My family just moved here.??This street?? He laughed at her question.?You don?t know what I am, do you?? He looked at her innocent face. ?I?m Romani, but you probably know us as Gypsies. We wouldn?t fit in on this street eef.??Is that why the police were after you?? She drank again.?Afraid so.?She looked almost sad. ?That?s not fair.?He smirked and drained his bottle. ?We?re used to it.? He stood up and grabbed his jacket. She looked surprised and sat up straighter.?Are you going??He nodded. ?Like I said; one beer and I?ll leave.?She fidgeted and he stared down at her. Her mouth opened, then closed and she looked at the ground.?Something on your mind kid?? He reached out and tilted her chin up.?I mean you don?t have to go?? She shuffled uncomfortably. ?It sounds like you?ve had a rough night, least I can do is let you have a drink and sit down for a bit.?He smiled. ?Well, you?ve changed your mind quick.? He tapped his thumb against her lip. ?Finish up.?She drained the beer and he laughed softly.?You got anything stronger???My dad has some whiskey in there.? She nodded towards a cabinet and he knelt in front of it. Taking a bottle and two glasses he came to sit back beside her and poured her one. He offered it to her but she shook her head.?No, I'm OK.??Come on eef, what could it hurt??She took the glass and drank.?My parents don?t really let me drink.? She looked at the amber liquid. ?They don?t really let me do anything.??Protective huh???You don?t know the half of it, but not too protective to cancel their trip to Italy.? She sounded bitter. ?But I?ll get something pretty out of it so I guess I can't complain.??A consolation gift, is there any other kind?? He saw a smile curve her lips. ?I knew you would have a pretty smile.? He hooked his hand under her calves and pulled her legs to rest on his lap. His fingers danced over her and he watched as her cheeks heated. ?I like it when you blush.?She watched his hands, there were symbols tattooed on his fingers and she studied them carefully.?You like those?? He asked and she nodded.She reached out and gently ran her fingertips over the marks on his skin. ?What do they mean??He smiled, watching her face carefully as her eyes flitted over each symbol. ?Crossed paths, long journeys, new homes. They mean different things in different places.??Do you have any more?? She looked up at him, her eyes sparkled in the soft light of the living room and he raised an eyebrow.?Some but I would have to get undressed to show you.?Her mouth opened to reply but she couldn?t think of what to say. He finished his drink and poured another.?So tell me, if your parents are out of the country and your dad keeps plenty of alcohol in the house, why are you alone?? He drank again. ?Shouldn?t you be throwing a party??She shrugged. ?I?m not big on parties; besides, even if I did throw one I doubt anyone would come. People think I'm weird.??A sweet little thing like escort şişli you?? His hand moved higher up her leg, over her knee to brush her thigh. ?How could anyone think you're weird??She finished her drink and put her glass on the coffee table. ?I was new and quiet; they all had their groups and I just didn?t fit with them. That and my hair, and my eyes. There?s one real superstitious girl and she thought I was a witch.??I think your hair is beautiful eef,? he stroked his thumb over her soft skin. Her revelation about the girl struck a chord with him but he kept his face passive. ?Though I did have to wonder, is it natural?? She nodded. ?You may have to prove it.?Her face remained innocent. ?How??His eyes drifted down her body. ?Is it the same colour all over??Immediately her cheeks burned and she knew they had flushed red. Suddenly she felt stupid, he was teasing her and she went to get up.?You should go.?He caught her round the back of the neck and pulled her close. He put his glass on the table and slid his arm around her waist.?Don?t worry eef, you don?t have to tell me.? He pulled her closer, their lips were an inch apart and she felt her breath catch in her throat. His hand slid down her back, his fingers toying with the waistband of the pyjamas she was wearing. ?I?ll wait and find out for myself.?Then he kissed her. Her eyes widened in surprise, then closed as he pulled her onto his lap so her legs straddled his own. Her small hands rested on his shoulders, pushing his shirt and he leant forward shrugging it off.He rested his hands on the small of her back, she wore a cropped vest that reached to her ribs and her skin was like silk beneath his fingers. His fingers brushed against something, a raised line moving down her back and he stopped gently brushing over it. She tensed and he felt her hands clutch at his t-shirt as he touched the marred skin. He focussed on her mouth, nipping at her lower lip until they parted beneath his on a soft moan and he slid his tongue inside her warm mouth. Slowly he edged her t-shirt up and she stilled against him.She was trembling and he opened his eyes watching her face carefully. She was biting on her bottom lip and he stroked her ribs. He could feel the shivers chasing themselves across her skin as her breath stuttered.Slowly he stripped her t-shirt off. Throwing it behind him he stared down at her exposed chest. Her skin was tanned and dusted with freckles; her breasts were small and he licked his lips as her pink nipples hardened in the cool air.Kali brought her arms across her chest, hiding her breasts from him. She shivered, not from the breeze caressing her skin, but from the hungry look in his eyes. He pulled her closer and claimed her lips again. He felt her relax and ran his hands over her back, enjoying the soft warmth of her skin. Her hair tumbled over her shoulders, and he could smell sweet strawberries and underneath something softer coming from her skin.Twisting on the sofa he lay her back and knelt between her legs. He pulled his t-shirt over his head and dropped it onto the floor before sitting back and running his fingers down her thighs.Kali?s eyes slid down his body, he had broad shoulders, a slim waist and he was hard with muscle. Her eyes roamed over his tattoos; birds, flowers, wings and more adorned his skin. He was covered. An eagle sat proudly on his chest and above it there was a bright red rose tattooed on his throat. There was a gun on each of his hips and she ran her finger over one. He caught her wrist gently.?Careful kid. You're very tempting.?He lowered himself to lay over her and kissed her again. Her back arched subconsciously, her breasts pressing against his chest and he smoothed his hand up her stomach. Covering one breast with his hand he kneaded the soft skin and heard her gasp. Suddenly she pulled back and looked into his eyes.?What?s your name?? Her voice was husky, breathless from his kisses and he felt a jolt go through him. Something about this girl struck him; she was young, innocent and completely under his spell.?Danior.? He was still against her as he spoke but could feel her shiver. ?It means born with teeth.??Born with teeth?? She tilted her head. ?What does that mean???Romany name, it?s because of my eyes.??I don?t understand.?He kissed her again. ?I?ll explain it to you one day.?He slid his arm under her neck, his fingers curling into her hair and crushed his lips to hers. They opened under his without hesitation and a soft noise, almost a growl, came from his chest. His hips rolled against hers and another gasp fell from her lips. His hand never stopped moving, his fingers toying with her small pink nipple and she brought her knees up to hug his hips.Teasingly Danior moved his hand down her stomach and his fingers played with the waistband of her pyjamas. Tracing the line of them he pushed them down slightly and she moaned.?Danior.?He smiled against her lips. ?Call me Dani.?He slipped his hands into her shorts but before he could touch the soft flesh between her thighs a shrill ringing broke the quiet in the room. He instantly stilled against her and dropped his forehead to hers.?Shit.? There was laughter in his voice, and he stuck his hand into his back pocket to pull out his phone. Bringing it to his ear her answered brusquely. ?What??He kissed her again as he listened, he couldn?t help it. She giggled quietly then jumped as he sat up straight.?They what?? He listened again for a moment. ?Fuck. OK. OK! I'm on my way.?He hung up and shoved his phone back into his pocket. Grabbing his t-shirt from the floor he pulled it on before taking his shirt and guiding her forward. He dressed her quickly and buttoned the shirt.?I?ve gotta go eef.??Is everything OK?? She looked worried and he stroked her cheek with his thumb.?Course, everything?s fine.? His eyes faltered. ?Just a little family situation. Happens all the time.?He stood from the sofa and put his jacket on. He took her hand, pulled her to her feet and lead her through to the kitchen. Standing at the back door he waited for her to disarm the alarm before opening the door.?I?ll see you around kid.?She nodded and he reached out a grabbed her hand. Pulling her close he kissed her again. His lips lingering against hers and she melted into him.Kali felt his hand leave hers and heard the door close. Opening her eyes, she looked out into the dark garden but she couldn?t see him. Punching in the code mecidiyeköy for the alarm she stood aimlessly wondering what to do now.She tidied the living room. Collected the bottles, glasses and straightened the cushions on the sofa. Misha finally stirred and Kali laughed, picking up the fat cat she made her way back upstairs and crawled into bed. Tiredness hit her and she fell asleep instantly.Kali woke late the next morning. The sun came through the gap in the curtains and she shielded her eyes against the bright light. Memories of the previous night came flooding back and she sat bolt upright in bed looking around her room. She was alone and she shook her head.?The hell is wrong with me?? She pushed her hair back from her face and laughed at herself. Looking down she caught sight of his shirt and her stomach clenched. Standing she stripped out of her clothes and dressed quickly in black leggings, black sports bra and white trainers. Tying her hair in a ponytail she stroked Misha?s head before making her way down the stairs, she grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and moved out into the back garden. A small building stood at the bottom of the garden and she pushed open the door.It was filled with workout equipment. She dropped the bottle onto the floor and stepped onto the treadmill.For the next three hours, she worked through the equipment before moving to the mat in the middle of the floor and starting her stretches. The muscles in her back were tight and she winced as they slowly loosened. Turning over her shoulder to look in the mirror on the wall she stared at the scar running down her back. It was red against her pale skin and the edges were jagged, instantly she went cold and walked down to the house.Grabbing a hoodie from the dryer she shrugged it on and took a carton of ice cream from the freezer. Taking it through to the lounge with a spoon she flung herself on the sofa, digging out a spoonful of ice cream she leant her head back and sighed.Her back was throbbing and her mind drifted to the pills she kept hidden under her bed. She knew that they would take the ache away and she was half way off the sofa before she remembered the look on her parents face as she lay in the hospital bed.?You don?t need them.? She spoke to herself and shovelled another spoonful of ice cream into her mouth. ?You don?t need them.?A noise from upstairs made her jump and she glanced up at the ceiling. Casting her mind back she tried to remember if she had reset the alarm when she had come back inside. She heard the noise again and looked around the room. Misha was sleeping on the armchair and she frowned.She made her way slowly up the stairs, she couldn?t hear anything but her bedroom door stood slightly open. She stepped into her room and looked around; there was no one there. Stepping further into the room she listened carefully and jumped when the door closed. Spinning round she saw Danior leaning against the door, his arms folded across his chest and a smirk on his face.?Hungry kid?? He nodded to her hands and she looked down. She still held the carton of ice cream and the spoon.?A little.?He pushed himself away from the door and came towards her; leaning down he kissed her, tasting the sweetness on her mouth.?I want to take you out eef.?She raised an eyebrow. ?Really???Yeah, it?s nothing fancy. Don?t expect any fine dining.??And what makes you think I like fine dining??His eyes flitted around the room. ?You seem used to the finer things.? A dark look passed over his face before he shook himself and the half-smile curved his lips. ?I thought maybe I could show you what I do for fun.?Kali frowned but nodded. He reached out and took the ice cream from her.?Get changed, I?ll wait here.? He sat on her bed, she didn?t bother to argue and turned and walked through to her en-suite bathroom. As she faced away from him he could see the scar that he had felt the night before. It slashed down her back, the red of it bright against her pale skin.She closed the door and he heard the shower turn on. Settling himself back against the pillows he ate a spoonful of the ice cream and watched the closed door to her bathroom. He could hear a soft humming over the water and listened to the lilting melody. He forced himself to focus on that and not what he would see if he followed her into the bathroom.Finally, the water shut off and a few minutes after that the door opened. Her slender frame was wrapped in a small white towel and she used another to dry her hair. His eyes roamed greedily over her body and he sat up, swinging his legs over the side of the bed. Rubbing his hand across his stubbled chin he watched her with his head tilted to the side.Kali felt herself blushing but couldn?t tear her eyes from his. His gaze was hungry and he beckoned her. She went to him without hesitation and he took hold of her wrist, pulling her so she stood between his legs. With him sat on the bed and her standing their faces were almost level and their lips were inches apart.He took the towel from her hands and dropped it to the floor before pushing her long hair over her shoulder. He caught a glimpse of the scar again, it started on the side of her neck then disappeared over her shoulder and he gently brushed his fingers against it. Her eyes dropped to the floor and again he felt her tense.Danior held her face in his hands and kissed her lips; she sighed and leant into him as he deepened the kiss, pulling her closer. Moving his hands down to her waist, he held her round hips and felt her hands curl into his t-shirt. His hands continued down until he reached the bottom of the towel before moving back up against her skin and pushing the materiel out of the way.Lifting her, Danior arranged her on his lap and his lips moved down her neck. He moved her in his lap. She could feel his hard cock through his jeans and she sighed, pushing her hips harder against him. Slowly she moved her hand down, over his chest and stomach to the hem of his t-shirt.Pushing the material up she undid the button and slid the zip of his jeans down. Danior looked into her face, she smiled and her small pink tongue came out to wet her lips. She slid her hand into his jeans and stroked his thick length through his boxers.?Goddamn.? His eyes closed and he leant back, resting his weight on one hand on the bed while the other stroked over the soft skin of her thigh. She teased him through his boxers, her free hand stroking the back of his neck, twisting the soft curls there around her fingers.She slipped her hand into his boxers and wrapped her fingers around his cock. A guttural groan ripped from his throat and he opened his eyes to stare into hers. Her hand faltered at the look on his face.